Chapter Sixty Five – Comare Dovizioso
Vincent stood looking out the window of the Tuscany house, things had gone so spectacularly wrong. In just five days Tomassini could claim the boss of bosses’ position, if Marco did not wake from his coma. Vincent let out a heavy sigh his loyalty was always for the Dovizioso’s but if Marco did not wake up and soon, he would be forced to accept Tomassini, they could not stand against him. Most of the Don’s had fallen by the wayside weary from the months and months of war, all of them had lost people within their family, whether that be the mafia hood’s or close family members, friendships that had stood the test of time through the generations were now stretched like an elastic band any more force and they would snap completely.
Picking up his glass
